Horses

I started this motif in high school. I was horse-crazy most of my
life, until my friend Patti got one and I got a look at how much work
they are. And you have to do all that work out-of-doors in the bloody
cold. Riding wasn't nearly enough pay-off for all that
effort, despite the fact that one can actually own and keep a horse
for remarkably little money, if one lives close to the edge of town
and isn't fussy about confirmation.

But we did spend a lot of time drawing horses, and since I was more
starry-eyed than Patti was mine, of course, took a more etherial
turn.

original: 6"x5", ball-point pen, circa
1975-77

As I was scanning this image, I found myself particularly taken by the
little filagree on the tails.